Strange Day Today.

Been sick with a chest cold, coughing, spitting up nastiness for a week now. Today, I intended to take the day off from work and recuperate at home. Got a call last night from the building manager at the theater. An electician, not paying attention to what he was doing, surged power through the office, frying four of our computers. We didn't know if it was the power supplies for the computers or the motherboards. But we had four computers that wouldn't turn on (and three power strips that smelled of ozone and burnt wire). So, the Day Off To Rest And Recuperate went away.

Got to work on time today, to catch the affected employees and warn them of what was going on. Ended up putting them on other computers in the office, while I took their computers apart and prepped them for transport to our IT companies office. All day long, people looked at me and said, "You look like shit. Are you still sick? You should go home." Ate some chili from Potbelly's, loaded the computers into the Education Directors car and told my boss that I was going home after I left the IT office and getting some rest.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because I'm sick. I was sick all last week and I came in because we were light-staffed. I know you've heard me coughing and hacking at my desk. I want to take some time and actually get some rest." I said to her. She didn't get that I wasn't even supposed to be there at all, that day, but had come in for the fried computers. She asked me to tell everyone what was going on and then go home and get some rest.

Drove downtown and a simple drop-off turned into a "come upstairs and let's test these guys". Tested two computers of the four (mine and one of the others at random). Nothing. New power supplies failed to get any reaction from the two motherboards that we hooked them up to. They were toast. Made orders for four new towers, expedited shipping and got out of there.

The Education Director drove me home and we talked about the election and the upcoming rally. The day was so nice outside. It was lovely to be "working", but out of the office, at the same time. Got home, took the dog out, laid down for a short nap.

Slept for four hours straight. Woke up in a dark apartment. The dog was in the kitching, grabbing up mouthfuls of dog food and walking into the hallway to eat them there. I missed the entire rest of the day. I was that tired. That sick. It's a strange thing to sleep four hours away and miss the entire end of the day. It feels unnatural to me. As unnatural as driving around in the middle of the day and hanging out in my IT office and going home at 3pm. It was a day totally outside of my normal routine and schedule.

Tomorrow, I get up at 6:45am, shower, get dressed, go vote for the Democratic candidate in the presidential election, go to work two hours early to pick-up the four new computers, begin setting them up before the other staff even gets into the office, work a full day at the theater and then consider whether I want to head downtown to brave the rally. Or if I want to just come home and watch it on tv, sick in bed.

Another strange day, following the strange day that I just had today. (Only this one will end with a little bit of hope.)